From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   12:39 PM 12/8/2020   
      
   Lotta dreams that just went *vipp!* gone / evaporated as I awoke, even the one   
   I (the dreamer) was having an active part in a role of some kind.  About the   
   only dream / vision / image that stuck with me was from a long, squiggly   
   scribble of a dark line (   
   as if someone were scribbling on one's memory using a pencil) that,   
   artistically, appeared similar to a tornado lying upon its side.  This   
   "thought" of a tornado then went off to the left, turning upright, and away as   
   if "into the past."  There was then    
   seen a small marker, similar to a Google Maps pin drop marker, only more   
   "light" than red.  It seemed to be moving about to my near left (recent past)   
   as I became more aware of what was happening:  I was involved in what I   
   believe was a "time bridge" to    
   a point in my past, the occasionally noted dream regarding driving a car (in   
   Murfreesboro, TN) headed north on Cason Lane, which in those days was mostly   
   farmland for well over a mile, just fields and fields of farm land.  There was   
   this scribbly "   
   tornado" hovering over a particular point along one spot to the left (west) of   
   Cason Lane.  It somewhat captured my (the dreamer's) attention because it was   
   "hovering" as if stationary over one point, rather than moving across the   
   land.  This dream (from    
   my past) was shortly after my divorce from Beth (Stone) and in the dream, I   
   ("me" in the decades past, circa late 1987 or '88) was likely delivering   
   pizzas (IRL) and as such the dream sort of had that "vibe" to it.  But as I   
   (past "me") turned my    
   attention away from the tornado and resumed paying attention to where I was   
   going, I (the dreamer in my past) approached the intersection with Franklin   
   Hwy (Hwy 96) the dream sorta went "dark" for a period, then came back out in   
   another scene or two,    
   each scene being separated by dark blank areas (representing different periods   
   of time, I'm fairly certain) as each "lit" scene represented another scene   
   representative of my past.  The "drive" then "arrived" at a scene pulling into   
   my parents' home at    
   1103 Scottland (Dad was still alive at the time of the original dream in the   
   late '80s) *except* "the dreamer" was on the PASSENGER side of the vehicle,   
   and got out (of the RIGHT side of the vehicle!) as the car slowed down in   
   order to pull left (east)    
   into the driveway.   
      
   "I" got out and began to head towards an older-looking version of myself (from   
   that time perspective) which I thought (at the time of the original dream,   
   back in the late '80s) was my older brother, Bob, but was far more likely to   
   simply be a "future"    
   version of myself, talking back to my "past" version of myself.   
      
   One element of this dream that has ALWAYS been bothering me was the southern   
   corner / edge of the driveway is where we always put out the trash can for   
   pick-up (or have ever since a fence was put around half of the back yard.    
   It's simply easier to wheel    
   it down the driveway and place it next to the driveway entrance.)  For the   
   past 30+ years, I've been pondering whether or not there was a garbage can out   
   at the curb in the dream scene.  I sometimes "think" it was there, but have   
   never actually been "   
   sure."  I bring this up because, as I began typing up this post, the garbage   
   truck just whizzed on past, and I realized as it passed that I *forgot* to put   
   out the trash can last night.  Sure, we can stuff another week's worth of   
   garbage into it, no    
   problem, but it *should* have been put out last night (IRL.)  But back to the   
   dream from the late '80s:   
      
   The dreamer is headed towards the house, up the driveway, on foot, presumably   
   to go inside, when the male figure *approaching* the dreamer says, "There's   
   someone inside who's been waiting to meet you."  The dreamer begins to "run"   
   but the scene goes "   
   black" again, as the dreamer (myself back then, nearly lucid by this time) is   
   intent upon reaching the back door entrance.  At that time, this house did NOT   
   have an extra sun room, so the entrance to the house was simply along the   
   patio to the steps to    
   the sliding back door, which enters directly into the kitchen / supper table   
   area, although the living room area opens immediately on the left.   
      
   The dreamer slides open the door, goes inside, taking a slight look to the   
   left, and sees a woman all dressed in white, with straight, brown hair   
   (somewhere past her shoulders) standing in the middle of the living room area,   
   facing slightly southeast,    
   towards the black couch, upon which my mother is sitting, listening to what   
   the woman is saying to her, explaining how it is she happens to be "here" in   
   the scene:   
      
   "I had this dream— He (Richard) was [something that took a long time to make   
   out, which I later resolved as:  "writing a book"] going around telling   
   everyone about Jesus, and—" at that point, she turned to see who had come in   
   through the back door.     
   As she and I locked eyes, "I" recognized her, and exclaimed: "GINA!" and the   
   dream / journey / episode *ended* right there as I (me, back in the late '80s)   
   awoke with a start and later that day (or week) blogged / journaled the dream   
   in an online diary    
   forum.  Now as to whether or not it was here in alt.dreams OR online in an AOL   
   forum, that's a bit unclear.  All I do remember is that I wrote it down, and   
   have written about it on a few occasions over the past few decades.   
      
   What I *can* tell you about this dream / bridge, in terms of symbols, is the   
   "tornado" which hovered over a field off of Cason Lane later turned out to be   
   the location of the house built at 1712 Katelyn Court (in which a somewhat   
   emotional tornado    
   occurred around 2011/2012, possibly some in 2013.)  I wonder if that "tornado   
   scribble" might be a representation of "scribbling out the past."  I can also   
   tell you that the book "Thy Kingdom Come" is a *direct* result of working out   
   the muddled phrase    
   within the dream, and yes, the book does discuss Jesus   
    tinyurl.com/TKC-freeview or   
    tinyurl.com/ThyKingdomCome-Book1 or   
    tinyurl.com/TKC-DDM-hardcover    
      
      
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